[Righted with the help of her hand, he manages to straighten before they plummet to the ground. He is, honestly, more than a little embarrassed, looking down in equal bashfulness at said ground, and hopeful that nobody is paying them any mind for both their sakes.]
My . . . my apologies. We may need to follow that count, after all.
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My . . . my apologies. We may need to follow that count, after all.